Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Evan, Harry and Hermione wore robes at the quickest possible speed, and Evan deliberately wrapped Hermione's scarf around his neck.

They came to Hogmord, led by Sirius Black.

Before leaving the castle, they met with Professor McGonagall, who, while agreeing to let the three of them leave Hogwarts for Christmas, could tell from her serious face and wrinkled eyebrows that she was very uncomfortable with Sirius.

Ivan, Harry and Hermione are happy that they can finally not stay in the ward.

Standing on a deserted, snowy street in Hogsmeade, Sirius told them to take the three of them to Diagonal Lane, where Lupin was.

Tonight, everyone will be there for Christmas, a perfect Christmas.

Then, after Christmas break, he sent the three of them back to Hogwarts.

“How are we going to get to Diagonal Lane with flying powder?” Harry asked Sirius.

“No, I've booked the Knight Bus. But before we go to Diagonal Lane, we have to go to an unpleasant place that is not connected to the flying network. Sirius said without consideration," We're going to get Ivan and Hermione's Christmas present there, and although I don't really want to go back, there's really nothing better than that. ”

“An unpleasant place?” Ivan stunned for a moment, "where to get me and Hermione's Christmas present?! ”

He didn't know where the Sirius finger was and what he was going to send himself, and just as he was about to ask, the Knight Bus came out of thin air and ran over.

Four people fled in a hurry, and the Knight Bus braked where they had just stood, with a deafening sound.

Stan Sampak, the ticket salesman, jumped onto the sidewalk and greeted him with enthusiasm.

“Happy Christmas, gentlemen and ladies, and welcome to the Knight Bus. Just stick out your wand and get in the car and we'll take you wherever you want...”

Sampak suddenly stopped talking, and he saw Harry first.

“Look who we met. Isn't this Neville? How are you doing? ”

“Neville?” Sirius repeats, strangely, “this is Harry Potter! ”

“Harry Potter?!” Stan stunned for a moment and then got excited and was glad to scream, "I knew that I had seen his scar. ”

Stan looked excitedly and Harry was embarrassed.

He took the Knight Bus a few months ago, from the streets of Muggle Street to Diagonal Lane, when he blew his aunt up and left the Desirees helplessly, then he met Ivan and first saw Sirius.

“Why didn't you tell us you were Harry Potter, Neville?” Stan said with a smile on Harry's face, "and, by the way, where's your weird little black cat? ”

This time it was Ivan's turn to be embarrassed, and he couldn't imagine what this guy would say if Stan knew he was the black cat of the day.

“Let's get in the car, it's so cold out there, I'm freezing! ”

“Sure, come on up.” Stan took a step back, and he looked up and saw Sirius, "God, you're Sirius Black, and I just saw your picture in The Prophet's Daily. ”

Stan's gaze then shifted from Sirius to Ivan and Hermione, and his face became more and more excited, and he yelled, “You're Evan Mason, you're Hermione Granger! I'm in the paper.....”

Ivan, the four of them walked on the bus, perhaps because it was Christmas, and none of them were on it, except the driver.

They sat on a bed of brass columns, and Sampak took out his most recent collection of newspapers, all related to Sirius Black and Pettigrew Peter.

Ivan saw pictures of himself and Harry, Hermione, and Ron on top of it, which was also taken last year when Foggy awarded them the Special Contribution Award, and here's a detailed account of the four of them.

In an environment where Sampak kept saying no and asking four of them to sign him, Ivan couldn't even ask Sirius where they were going.

More than an hour later, the Knight Bus stopped in the middle of a small square with cloaked weeds.

Ivan walked out of the car and the house around the square had a dirty appearance and did not seem to welcome visitors. Some houses have broken windows, no anger, paint peels off many doors, and a lot of garbage piles up the steps in front.

“Where are we? ”

“Grimo Square!” Sirius' expression became more serious, with nostalgia, disgust and other emotions on his face.

Plaza Grimo?

Evan's mind moves. This isn't the home of the Black family, is it?

Blake led the three of them forward along empty, snotty streets, parked in front of a house with door tags, 12 Grimo Square.

Unlike all the ordinary houses around, 12 Grimo Square is very charming and sophisticated, but equally dilapidated, like a ghost house.

The black paint on the house has been broken and scratched with cloth, the silver door handle has been twisted into a snake shape, and there are no keyholes or mailboxes on the door.

Sirius pulled out his wand and knocked on the door, and Ivan heard a loud, metallic clatter from the door, sounding like a metal chain. A few seconds later, the door opened with a squeak.

“All right, let's go inside!” Sirius whispered, "Don't go too far, remember, don't touch anything. ”

Ivan, Harry and Hermione were nervous and walked into an almost completely dark lobby, mixed with the thick dusty smell of corruption.

This place feels like an abandoned building, with Harry at the front, Ivan and Hermione looking forward from his shoulders.

The sun can shine inside the hall with gorgeous, noble decorations, but the house is covered in dust, giving a strange feeling as if they had entered the room of a dying man.

“Where is this place, Sirius?” Ivan heard Harry talking and he was choked by thick dust and coughed violently.

“My parents' house, the Black family's mansion!” Sirius followed in with a hint of disdain in his tone, "but now it belongs to me. ”

He waved the wand gently, not knowing where it was coming from, a gentle hiss, and then all the old flashlights on the wall lit up.

A luminous, dark, unstable ray of light casts onto a patchy wallpaper and illuminates a long, dark corridor with dilapidated carpets, a wooden decorative lamp flashing over the top of the corridor with a web of spiders, and a portrait painting that has long been dark hanging on a curved wall.